Just as Jao had interrupted Chaeyoon’s words, she cut off his words and continued speaking.

“I’ve organized my thoughts enough to live without the shadows of Grandfather or you, so there’s no need to continue this meaningless life, that’s why I suggested divorce…”
Her tone, which meticulously pointed out the current situation, was the calmest she had ever been.

“Is there a problem?”
Her eyes seemed to challenge him to speak up if there was an issue, and they were so cold that Jao momentarily lost his words.

When Jao couldn’t say anything, Chaeyoon finally realized that she had spoken more sharply than usual.

She couldn’t help it.

At that moment, she resented Jao for mentioning Jipil’s opinion and treating her own thoughts about divorce as ‘this thing.’

Chaeyoon’s face darkened with pain, seeing Jao’s attitude as if Jipil’s opinion was more important than her own. Her mood worsened.

Soon they would part ways, and she was worried that her last image would be remembered like this.

Even though she couldn’t be anything significant to him, she still wanted to be remembered fondly in the end…

Looking at Jao, who wouldn’t even allow that, Chaeyoon spoke in a softer tone than before.

“I’m sorry to Grandfather, but if I explain the situation well, he will understand…”
Jao abruptly stood up from his seat.

Seeing Jao leave his seat even before she finished speaking, a deep sigh escaped Chaeyoon’s lips.

With no appetite, Chaeyoon stared at the divorce papers left on the table where he had departed.

The reaction from the man she thought would be generous about the divorce was unexpected, but that emotion wouldn’t last long.

His main concern wasn’t her, but his work.

Believing that he would soon return to being the peaceful Han Jao, Chaeyoon picked up the divorce papers and headed to his study.

The divorce papers were placed in the center of the desk.

Chaeyoon stared at him for a moment, then turned and left the study.

Her steps were firm.

As if she wouldn’t change her decision.

At the time when Chaeyoon left the house and headed to the company,

Excited voices filled the team leader’s office of Jo Young Trading Strategy Planning Team.

“What did Song Chaeyoon say she would do?”
The man standing in front of the woman repeated the information he had heard from the person planted in Jao’s house.

“She said she wanted a divorce from Director Han.”
A bright smile spread across the woman’s face.

‘What a surprise.’
Seizing the opportunity, the woman, whose eyes sparkled, quickly asked.

“Was Chairman Han also there at that time?”
“No, it was just Song Chaeyoon and Director Han.”
“Really? Perfect.”
The woman’s lips stretched into a smile, satisfaction filling the ends of her expression. She picked up her phone with a very pleasant smile.

As she touched a name in her contacts, the screen changed.

And exactly when the connection tone rang three times, the call connected.

“Ma’am, it’s me.”
The woman, whose voice was filled with excitement, started the call with a gleam in her eyes.

In front of her, on a clear nameplate, was written:

「Strategy Planning Team Leader Kwon Ho Yeon」

After talking with Chaeyoon and heading to work, Jao couldn’t focus on his tasks.

It was thanks to Chaeyoon’s words that kept coming to his mind whenever he tried to work.

[Now that I’ve organized my thoughts enough to live without the shadows of Grandfather or you, there’s no need to continue this meaningless life, so I suggested divorce. Is there a problem?]

Every time he thought of her speaking to him in that cold tone, he felt choked.

It made him wonder if that was really the Song Chaeyoon he knew.

For that reason, a sense of inexplicable betrayal kept welling up, scattering his thoughts, and Jao couldn’t concentrate on his work at all.

[Shall we get a divorce?]

The image of Chaeyoon talking about divorce resurfaced in his mind. It was a flow of thoughts unrelated to his will.

Jao’s brow furrowed deeply. He put down the fountain pen he was holding as if he was throwing it away and let out a long sigh.

At that moment, Woojong, who was by his side, quickly scanned his boss’s condition.

He had been off since he arrived at work, and it was almost lunchtime, but Director Han’s condition hadn’t improved.

He had been in a bad mood before, but it usually cleared up quickly. Why was he like this?

Woojong, who found Jao’s behavior strange for the first time, was convinced that something must have happened to him.

“Is there something wrong?”
He asked as cautiously as possible, but there was no answer.

Knowing from experience that it’s best to leave him alone when he’s like this, Woojong didn’t ask any further and was about to quietly maintain silence when Jao suddenly stood up from his seat.

Then he started walking towards the door, so Woojong hurriedly followed Jao and asked.

“Director Han, where…”
“Don’t follow me.”
Leaving the frozen Woojong behind with a cold command, Jao went to none other than.

“Is the Chairman in?”
The Chairman’s office.

One of Jipil’s secretaries, seeing Jao trying to enter Jipil’s office without making an appointment, urgently shouted.

“Ah, the Chairman is right now…!”
At that moment, the door to Jipil’s office opened.

The person who came out of Jipil’s office was Kyeonghee.

“Oh? Jao, what brings you here?”

Upon seeing Jao, Kyeonghee spoke to him with a cheerful voice, but Jao didn’t respond and passed by Kyeonghee.

The secretaries in the chairman’s office, seeing this, looked at Kyeonghee with a worried feeling that the atmosphere would now become tense, but surprisingly, Kyeonghee’s expression was fine.

Rather, she seemed even more amiable and in a better mood than usual, and at the moment when the secretaries’ eyes turned puzzled, Kyeonghee spoke.

“I’ll be going now, so please send some tea in there.”
If possible, something that Jao likes to drink.

At her added words with a mischievous smile, the secretaries promptly nodded and replied that they understood. Kyeonghee, giving the secretaries another smile, then left the chairman’s office.

Her steps toward the elevator were quite lively.